I hate this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink, and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6002 | 2019-11-07 12:29:13 | 100.35 | 97% |
| 3274 | 2019-03-07 03:50:02 | 90.37 | 97% |
| 2659 | 2018-12-14 03:02:27 | 99.39 | 98% |
| 1018 | 2018-10-03 23:51:20 | 85.70 | 96% |